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| - OK doesn't really describes this place perfectly. I have been here on a number of occasions, and what I found was decidedly inconsistent.
The building itself is relatively new and the space is kept clean, so kudos for that. There is also an outdoor seating area which is nice when the sun isn't melting the asphalt.
There is good, bad and ugly about this place, so it that order:
Good:
The cheese steaks are really well done. I had the onions and peppers (substituted green for red which I prefer) and the sandwich was really, really good.
They have an awesome Bloody Mary Bar on Sunday, with a combination of mixes, fruits and veggies. The smartly keep the bacon behind the bar, but it is available. Additionally, the had three different Mimosa mixes out, in case you want to go that route, including a Mango option.
Their pizzas are good, but tend to be on the under cooked side. Their dough is nice, but the sauce could use some pep.
Their fried Mozzarella app is delicious and unique in that it is a slab and not sticks or nuggets. The marinara is a tad on the bland side though.
Bad:
No sides come with any of their sandwiches. The only side on the menu that one would normally consider with a sandwich are battered fries. I dislike battered fries...fries are best au natural. No onion rings, chips etc...
Their meatball hoagie is another hit and miss. The meatballs are good, but the sauce trends bland and they don't put enough on it, so the sandwich is dry feeling.
The tomato cream sauce on their tortellini dish has a fishy undertone (maybe anchovy?) which I did not care for at all. If there is no anchovy in it, then I don't know where that note comes from.
No giardineira. These sandwiches just scream for that.
Because they serve breakfast until 1 PM on the weekends and the eggs are cooked on the same grill as the cheese steaks, no cheese steaks or pastrami sandwiches until after 1. So, for most people, no cheese steak for lunch on the weekends here.
Ugly:
An open kitchen is nice, until you see the cook swiping his cell phone with his gloved hands. Defeats the purpose of the gloves and I don't want to know what could be lurking on his screen. I just hope our food was already cooked.
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